mean people suck
After getting 2 hours of sleep, I was actually feeling pretty good this morning. I forgot to put on eyeliner today but I think I'll live. And my lost earring from yesterday....you'll laugh when I tell you that I actually only put ONE earring on!! It seems that the really thing "lost" this week is my mind.
I've been driving to the city everyday for 2 weeks now and this is due to laziness, not having change for the bus, or needing my car to get around for, during, or after work. Everyday is a battle to find parking. Today was especially important that I find all day parking because I'll be away from the office for a site visit with other coworkers. Two-hour parking won't cut it because I can't be around to move my car every 2 hours (and yes sometimes I have to get up every 2 hours to move it!) I was elated to find a car leaving a prime spot right when I pulled up. The spot was in the opposite direction and I was signalling left to park and making hand signals to the guy behind me to pass to my left because I was gonna need to manuever into the spot. This street is really more like an alley and is made up of garages and loading docks...so for him to maneuver around me with no oncoming traffic is really no big deal. My windows were down and to my horror, he stopped his car, honked his horn...looked me right in the eye and said "LEARN HOW TO FUCKING DRIVE". This really stunned me and I should be over it since he is obviously one of those crazy road rage people....but I don't think anyone has ever said FUCK to ME in such a deragatory and angry manner. Therefore it will replay in my head for eternity. Anyway *sigh. Short-tempered people need therapy. Before Architecture and throughout school, I've worked tons of customer service jobs and often times people get beligerent. For me to keep my demeanor calm was sometimes triumphant and every instance that I did have with an extremely rude customer ended with an apology to me because I'm right and they're wrong, hah!. Again its my "too nice" thing that is my strength and my weakness. While I can stay calm through a storm, its trying remain unaffected thats hard. Now I just want today to be over. Short end of the long story is that I ended up driving to Petaluma anyway so my car was in that spot for 10 minutes. There goes the fight I never needed to face. I will hold to the fact that I do have great Parking Karma, though. I find all-day parking 85% of the time and I'm really good at parallel parking! So when we got back from Petaluma, I didn't even have to circle the block more than twice before I found all-day parking. I wish that man could have some voodoo luck like maybe fungus in his toenails or crabs in his eyelashes or something even more torturous like impotence or a wife that doesn't wanna touch him or a boss that gives him a daily serving of crap on a silver platter. Okay my mean voodoo conjuring is over.